random messages claude bérubé sent to camille fosse over the course of a year.

[optimisticalities]

guess where i am right now.

no wait. probably too difficult.
nobody's heard of it.

if i say tax haven, can you guess?
what if i say eu legislation? banks?

everyone i've seen out on the street today has been in a suit.
i mean, everyone.

how can a country have a dress code?
i feel underdressed, camille, shit.
and i'm in my "i want this job" outfit.

where do you think i am?

you'll never guess.

i thought paris was expensive.

what a sweet summer child i was.
i had no fucking idea.

not a clue.

luxembourg city better be built on solid gold or i swear...

okay, okay, i've found an apartment.

if you can call it that.
it's roughly the size of a middle class family's bathroom.

i'll be cooking on a portable stove from ikea.

and the toilet needs fixing. serious as fuck fixing.

but it's a place with room for a single bed.
that i can afford.

all the papers have been finalized.
i've put my signature on a contract, a lease and one hundred embassy documents.
i'm officially a foreign worker.

and i'm officially leaving paris.

next time you're throwing me a farewell party, camille...
make sure i'm not leaving on a plane at six in the morning the next day?

officially they speak french in luxembourg.

i don't know if i'd call it french.
french seems a bit optimistic, even for me.

it sounds like someone's stuffed potatoes in their mouths.
and is making them pronounce barely recognisable words.

luxembourgish is even worse.

luxembourgish is fucking alien.

have you experienced a benjamin girard choreography on stage?
i mean, i guess you probably haven't even seen one in recording, but...

sat in on a stage rehearsal of one of his modern ballets today.

mindblown.

mind-blown.
why is this man not an international sensation?

and i'm telling you, some of these steps are insane.

more than the steps, though, his dance philosophy is.
it's like meditation, but in motion.
genius.

he's introducing me to his choreography in stages.
it's like being back in school.
so many combinations.

i'll be back on stage by spring.
been cast in lady of the camellias! as armand!
fuck, i can't wait to do this role again.

because they're actually german at heart...
luxembourg city starts sprouting christmas markets everywhere in november.

they sell a kind of potato pancake called grump--
wait, no. gromperkill-- gromperekic--
gromperekichelcher. shit, what kind of word is that?

i had to paste it from google search.

well. point is, they're delicious and i'll be fat by christmas.

my dates for lady of the camellias are official.
i'm dancing the premiere on may 6th.
i'll be inviting everyone, but.

i'd especially like if you could be there.
i know you've got your own schedule and such, though, so no pressure.